1) I haven’t slept well in over a week. I let my cat in the room the other night and he is not allowed back. I pushed him off and, I swear to god there is a trampoline on the floor because he literally bounced right back up. All. night. long. You’d think I would just get up and physically put him out of the room. But there is some kind of retarded logic I get in the middle of the night, which goes something like, Well if I get up, then I really won’t be able to go to sleep.

I also have a bone to pick with my alarm. It’s going off a little louder than normal and more insistent than necessary. Ok! It’s 7:20! I get it!

I’ve also resorted to saying shit like, C’mon now, be reasonable, to my cat. I don’t think he understands that I want him to shut up a second while I wake up.

2) TBU’s dad came to town over the weekend, which is part of the reason I’m like Huh? It’s only Wednesday? I basically had no weekend because I spent it all cleaning like a madwoman. Now it’s Wednesday and I’m exhausted.

3) Am I rambling? I had a plan for this post I swear. But now it’s not making any sense. I’ll try again tomorrow.

I’ve been emailing Token like a 14 year old in love about all the intricacies of my WordPress fiascos. I promised her I would stop. I’ve progressed to blogging about her and how I’ve emailed her. Progress indeed. But seriously. I tried to post and the post never showed up on the homepage. But within the WordPress workings it was listed as perfect and published. But I guess I’ve figured it out and we shall talk about it no more.

I am in the process of applying to another job, however, the only way to get an application is to download one in Word format and mail/fax it in. Um, not everyone has Word ok? That’s like saying only people with green eyes can apply. And that’s plain rude. Now I am 13% of the way through downloading OpenOffice onto L’amour the laptop. I have 34 minutes left. They can make it easier, they just don’t want to.

In other work related news my current job called me and asked me when I get there and when I leave and what I do during that time. Almost as though they don’t believe I worked the hours I say I did on my timesheet. Hmmm, who do you believe? Honestly though, gimme the health insurance you’ve been saying I am eligible for and we’ll talk.

[tags]bite me, all in a days work, jobs are for retards, Word, OpenOffice, Open Office[/tags]

Don’t: try to come up with a better word for vomit. Ok? We’re good with puke, barf, hurl and the occasional upchuck. You’re not funny when you say something ridiculous like, Man, I spent all last night voorchucking. That word is stupid. It’s a stupid word, don’t use it. There is an episode of 30 Rock where Tina Fey claims her staff spent the whole night blorching. That, also, is a stupid word. If you are a comedy writer your best work shouldn’t be the synonym for vomit you made up.

DO: not make up stupid words. It means you are a stupid person who does not have a command of the English launguage, thereby forcing you to be funny/clever/witty/whatever by making shit up.

[tags]stupid people, 30 Rock, Tina Fey[/tags]